(Chapter 3)
(time skip: After school)
Ethan grabbed Michael's bookbag when he found him in the hall, "Hey Mikey, I've gotta talk to Caleb real quick, he's in my tech class" Ethan stated
Michael was so tense, Ethan scared him just a little bit. "Ok one, don't call me that, two, DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT-, and three, ok I don't mind!" He listed out. He continued walking thinking about that situation.
Ethan walked with Michael and he saw Caleb, "Ok Mikey. Hey Caleb!" Ethan called. Caleb walked over to Ethan and Michael. "Hey Ethan," Caleb smiled. "Hi, this is Michael. Umm can you do me a favor? I won't be here tomorrow, and our projects are due so can you get mine tonight and turn it in for me tomorrow?"
Michael blinked a couple of times. "That was so fast into the conversation, how do you talk that fast!?" he asks with a confused yet surprised look on his face. "It's like you've got Freddy's voice box in your lungs-"
Ethan chuckled, "Another side effect of my meds" Caleb nodded, "I'll pick it up at 9-"
Ethan shook his head, "10, my dad has a meeting tonight and there not leaving till 9" Caleb nodded, "Alright I'll be there then" Ethan nodded, "Alright come on "
Michael laughed, "Quit making me sound like my dad, i'm not that serious-" He said with a playful smile. "Plus, if you're gonna be riding in the car with me, I don't want any of those nicknames" He said, jokingly.
"Aww come on, darling, you know I'm just playing" Ethan opened the front door to the school for Michael.
Michael shook his head and looked at Ethan with a surprised face. "Darling?" He could feel the corners of his mouth trying not to smile, and the sides of his face were a light shade of pink.
"I'm just messing with you" Ethan ruffled Michael's hair, heading to Michael's car. "Wait, which car is yours?"
"The dark blue one, over there-" he said walking to the left. "Man, I can't wait to get one of my own, my dad got me this one, it's sorta…..bland-" He complains. He gets in the front seat, groaning and stretching a bit. "Dude am I tired-"
"Yeah, it's been a long day. I didn't sleep last night. My hand kept bleeding" Ethan walked over to Michael's car, throwing his book bag in the floorboard of the front seat and getting in, "I might take this car. I like this one"
"Heh, as if, it took me forever to get it, plus you're not supposed to drive anyway-" He says, putting his hands on the wheel. He suddenly has a worried expression on his face, "Hey about your hand, is it….still bleeding? I didn't know the cut was that bad yesterday-"
"It's not anymore." Ethan looked at his hand, "I think it's fine" Ethan smiled and pulled out his phone, texting his dad. "I actually finished my project last night" Ethan stated
Michael Keeps his eyes forward listening to every word he was saying. "Well that's good I guess-" He tries not to look over as much sense, well, he was driving.
Ethan glanced over a few times, "Yeah, it works properly now and I named him Fred 2.0 because the smiley on your hand was the original Fred." He started zoning out, staring at Michael.
Michael smiles to himself. "Naming everything after me eh? That's sweet of you" Michael laughs, sorta teasing him.
"Oh shut up" Ethan rolled his eyes, placing his hand over Michael's hand to annoy him.
He jolts his hand back, looking at Ethan then the road. "Don't do that! Psychical contact is not my area of interest-" He complains. He then moves his hand onto his own lap to keep it away from Ethan.
Ethan laughed, "Aww your so cute" Ethan teased, "You know you love me" Ethan smiled, seeming to have a big ego right now
Slightly noticeable, Michael looked away to hide the redness in his face. "Not like that I don't, you idiot-" he says, still looking in the other direction. "Focus on your phone for a bit, we're almost at your house-"
Ethan rolled his eyes, "Oh fine Mikey"